Kind Monsters

When Paris White wakes up in a strange house, she meets five monsters she never knew existed. Jonghyun, a Vampire. Minho, a Killer. Taemin, a ghost. Key, a Demon. And Onew, a Werewolf. But, despite their supernatural powers and beings, they are surprising caring and kind. Paris and Ghost Taemin immediately fall for one another, and challenges are released.


1. Where am I?

My eyes snapped open. A soft light lit up the room I was in. Wait, room? I sat up, realizing that I was in a very well decorated bedroom. The walls were a dark purple with black swirls, the floors was covered with a black fluffy carpet, and the ceiling black too. I was laying in a king sized bed with a purple mattress, and a black closet, a mirror, a bookcase, and a desk all sat in the room. I looked to my left, to see a bathroom door standing close by. 'What the....?' I murmured. I only remembered laying on the ground after I got beat up again by Drake and his minions. I had blacked out, but I don't remember being carried here. Weird.

I got out of bed, to find myself dressed in an oversized white button up shirt. I was wearing only my panties underneath. Luckily the shirt covered my butt. I looked at my legs. They were clean. And waxed. Ok, what the heck? Thy normally ha cuts and bruises, and I only shaved them a month ago. My eyes traveled up my body, through the mirror. I saw my long, light brown hair tied in a side braid, my dark brown eyes outlined with black, my skin fair and soft, and slight makeup. My eyes were a shimmery brown, my cheeks a soft pink, and my lips nude. My fingers reached up to stroke my now Angel smooth hair. 'Whoa.' I mumbled. It was always rough and unbrushable. Now it was as soft as a pillow. I realized that my hands were also clean, my nails colored silver. Huh? This is hella confusing.

I walked out of the room, and roamed the hallways. Pictures of scenery were hung on the crimson red walls. As I reached a living room, I saw a figure laying on a couch. He had spiked blond hair, toned skin, a well built body, and a sharp jawline. I approached him slowly. 'E-Excuse me?' I asked. He didn't answer. I reached over, an touched his hand, which was resting on his stomach. It was ice cold. 'Y-Your cold!' I exclaimed. I bent down, and placed an ear on his chest. No heartbeat. 'Oh god! I need to find help!' I yelped. I looked around for a phone, when a hand grabbed my wrist. I looked back at the man, only to see blood red eyes staring at me. Is he alive?

'Damn your noisy.'

A/n: Sorry guys. This chapter was supposed to be the first and the Monsters or not second. Sorry for the confusion.

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